Chapter Twenty-Five: After the Rain, the Sky Clears
Failed to read out the will made by Jun Xu Mi for a long time, the patience of the Wusun elders has almost reached the limit, although Liu Ye and Xu Qige came forward to delay for a while, but delay is not a way after all, the will will will eventually be exposed one day, and the key is when Weng Guimi will appear.
Weng Guimi's whereabouts have been unknown since he separated from Chang Hui, even if Liu Ye found a poisonous scorpion, he didn't ask why, only heard him inexplicably say that he wanted her to remember Tu Qitang's kindness to her. Tu Qitang is good to her, is it going to be bad for Weng Guimi?
As time passed, the sense of foreboding that enveloped Liu Ye's heart gradually spread, Weng Guimi may not be decisive enough, but he understands the responsibility he bears, if he is still in the world, when the army is dying, how can he bear not to rush back to take a look.
Now, the news of Jun Sumi's death has spread throughout the Western Regions, and there is no reason for him not to show up! There is also Tu Qitang, after Liu Ye refused him, he asked him to take Weng Guimi back to Wusun, and then he also disappeared, leaving the poisonous scorpion to secretly assist Liu Ye.
"Princess, what is the use of us keeping poisonous scorpions, he is from the Xiling Sect, and he is not of the same mind as us. said that he was helping Tu Qitang take care of you, but these days, he sleeps except for eating, what do you see he does? Feng Yan's dissatisfaction with the poisonous scorpion is getting stronger and stronger, Liu Ye is currently in a critical situation, and he urgently needs someone to send charcoal in the snow, but seeing that he doesn't care about it, it's okay if he doesn't fall into the well.
"He is not of the same mind as us in the first place, so what is there to complain about!" Liu Ye didn't care about this issue, but why Tu Qitang wanted to keep him, and what did Tu Qitang do.
"Oh, in short, I don't like the people of the Xiling Sect, and anyone who has anything to do with that cult will not end well in the end. You see, King Zuo Xian pretended to be a member of the Xiling Sect, and now he doesn't even know where his figure has gone, and the medicine gourd and the master have gone to the lair of the Xiling Sect, and there has been no news so far, and I don't know if they are dead or alive. Qingling's little girl was yelling to find them all day long, and I was almost annoyed by her. Feng Yan didn't stop complaining, and the pressure she endured in the past few days was enough.
"Sister Xiao, please take care of Qingling, no matter what, you have to stop her from going to them." Liu Ye got up and walked out of the tent, turned around and asked, "Are the children okay lately?" β
"Well, okay, that muddy kid is much more honest, and he hasn't been here to harass them for a long time." Feng Yan followed and stood up, "Princess, where are you going?" β
"I want to be alone and quiet, you don't have to come along."
"Well, okay then!"
Liu Ye and Feng Yan can tolerate the inaction of poisonous scorpions, but there is one person who can't bear death, that is the granddaughter of the medicine gourd, the admirer of the teacher, Qingling. These two people are the ones Qingling cares about the most, and there has been no news for more than ten days, so it's no wonder that she is not in a hurry.
The poisonous scorpion knew that Liu Ye wanted to know Weng Guimi's whereabouts most now, but he had an appointment with Tu Qitang in advance, how could he tell her the truth! He believed that Tu Qitang was a measured person, and he would definitely give Liu Ye an explanation, and it was better for him to stay out of the matter. As for the medicine gourd and the teacher, if they have the courage to break into the altar of the Ling Sect, they should be ready to die at any time, and they should not let others worry about them.
However, Qing Ling came to pester him twice in three days, asking him to take her to the altar of the Xiling Sect, hmph, he swore that he would not go to Stara Mountain in this life, how could he regret it for a little girl. Speaking of Qingling, the poisonous scorpion did not look down on her because she was the granddaughter of the medicine gourd, on the contrary, he felt extremely close to her, as if he was his own granddaughter. Qingling's father is a resting person, and her mother is a Han person, she integrates the physiognomy characteristics of the Han Dynasty and the Western Regions, and her facial features are three-dimensional and sweet and lovely.
It doesn't matter if she looks cute, it just so happens that she is still the descendant of the medicine gourd, and her ability to use poison should not be underestimated, she is really the future of the drug world, and she is worth caring for.
The poisonous scorpion himself can't deny it, in fact, he likes Qingling's child very much, and he is full of envy, jealousy and hatred for the medicine gourd, why can that bad old man have a granddaughter like her, but he can't? In terms of figure, appearance, and ability, he can't compare to the medicine gourd, this bad old man has been a widow all his life, and he has a granddaughter who is filial to his old age, and he is really jealous of the dead.
When the poisonous scorpion was young, he thought the same as the medicine gourd, and he thought that marrying a wife and having children was the most troublesome thing in the world, which seriously affected the cause of drug production. As an outstanding master of the drug world, he must abandon the seven emotions and six desires and forget the troubles of the red dust, only in this way can he reach the supreme realm.
But he was still emotional, and he went crazy for the Bright Moon Holy Maiden, and almost didn't know himself anymore. Those love-hate obsession with wind and snow, now that I think about it, it is really too extravagant pastime, it is better to take the medicine gourd seriously for eight hundred diamonds to develop poison and raise a granddaughter.
The poisonous scorpion naturally doesn't regret it, he can't get back the feelings he has paid, he also gets happiness from it, he just feels cold. The older he gets, the more lonely he feels, and the more he wants to have someone by his side, but it's a pity that he hasn't been able to meet an apprentice who is destined for him, and he doesn't have the luck to have an heir, it's so lonely!
Thinking about it, the poisonous scorpion picked up the piece of meatloaf on the table, and ate it in a big gulp, lamenting his miserable fate, complaining that God was unfair and favored the bad old man.
The meatloaf didn't feel anything wrong, but the sudden appearance of the spirit unnerved the poisonous scorpion, her cunning eyes revealing an evil light, and the corners of her mouth were full of sinister smiles.
"Don't ask the sky, you have poisoned others for a lifetime, but I didn't expect that you would be poisoned one day!" Qing Ling glanced at the dishes that had eaten a fine light, clasped his hands to his chest triumphantly, and looked at the expression on the face of the poisonous scorpion, "You must be curious to know now, what kind of poison I gave you, and then you want to detoxify yourself, right?" Hehe, forget it, don't waste your efforts, although your ability to use poison is no worse than my grandfather's, but the poison you took was developed by this girl herself, and it is no problem to poison ten pigs, unless there is an antidote, you will definitely die. β
The poisonous scorpion pretended to be frightened, which greatly satisfied Qing Ling's vanity, but it was only for a moment, he returned to normal, and laughed disappreδΈι¨ly: "Girl, do you know what the most terrible poison in the world is?" β
"Of course it's my poisoned pig." Qing Ling looked at him with a look of disapproval, and said, "Isn't it?" What is that? Old scorpion, you come and listen! β
"There must be no cure for the extreme poison, since there is an antidote, what is there to be afraid of." The poisonous scorpion calmly took out a black vial from his arms and poured a brown pill into the palm of his hand, "This antidote can cure all kinds of poisons, I think you were poisoned by the corpse by the river, and it was my old scorpion who saved your life." Girl, don't be afraid to say something that offends you, you don't feel the slightest bit of poison when you eat it, if it tastes a little irritating, the cake just now can be even better. β
As he spoke, the poisonous scorpion poured the antidote back and asked in confusion, "Why don't you take the antidote?" I've really poisoned you, it's no problem to poison ten pigs! β
"No, my body is already a poison jar, and there is no need to waste my antidote if it doesn't even taste like a poison!"
The poisonous scorpion's contempt was simply an insult to Qingling, and she said angrily: "If you don't take the antidote, you don't regret it." Maybe my poison is the ultimate poison! β
The poisonous scorpion shook his head with a smile, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes: "There is no cure-free poison, you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean that there isn't." Hopefully, you'll never get a chance to see each other in your life. β
"Why? If there is such a poison in the world, then I really want to see it! Qingling has never been easy to admit defeat, and her interest in drug production has become stronger and stronger.
"Because it is an extreme pain, you can't survive, you can't die, it's more terrible than death." The scorpion's expression was sad, as if he had experienced that kind of pain firsthand.
Qing Ling couldn't help but shudder, didn't want to continue the topic, and began to play a scoundrel: "I don't care, no matter, when will you take me to my grandfather, you old scorpion, read that you have a little friendship with my grandfather, this time I will be merciful to your subordinates, if you toast and don't eat and drink, there will be no next time." β
"Oh? I can't see that you're quite filial! Why don't you tell me the truth, and I'll think about whether or not to go with you! β
"Say what? Everything I say is true! β
"Then let me ask you, do you have to go to the altar of the Xiling Sect, is it for your grandfather or the teacher?" The poisonous scorpion laughed maliciously.
Qing Ling's expression was embarrassed, her little face turned red, and she couldn't speak for a while. The poisonous scorpion looked up to the sky and laughed proudly, and Qing Ling was so angry that he clenched his fist and hit him: "Okay, you poisonous scorpion, you are so old that you make fun of me......"
The old man and the young were fighting, Feng Yan broke in in a hurry, and said breathlessly: "Senior Mo, please help the princess, please, hurry......"
The poisonous scorpion frowned and asked, "Miss Feng, what happened to the princess?" You make it clear, and I can find a way to help! β
"Elder Moza and hundreds of guards surrounded the princess's house, accusing her of embezzling the treasury and condemning her crimes. Senior, let's go, I'll tell you more on the way, it's too late......" Feng Yan stepped forward and grabbed one of the arms of the poisonous scorpion, Qing Ling didn't have time to ask more, so he pulled up his other arm, and the two drove him out.
"Don't you still have General Chang? That kid is quite capable of fighting, where did he go? The poisonous scorpion thought to himself that he would not show his face if he didn't show his face, he didn't want to be an enemy of the Western Regions for the sake of the Han Princess.
"In the morning, Lord Zhao was beaten by a troublesome farmer on the mountain, General Chang went up the mountain to relieve the siege, who knows that he hasn't come back until now......" Feng Yan was worried about Chang Hui's safety and Liu Ye's situation.
Qing Ling thought for a while, and said angrily: "This must be the ghost of Mozha's gang, they knew that General Chang could fight, so they deliberately made a trick to divert the tiger from the mountain, and attacked the princess when she had no one to protect her." It's so despicable, I knew I was going to poison them with pigs......"
When the poisonous scorpion arrived, the guards outside Liu Ye's tent had already fought with the guards brought by Elder Mozha, although there were big Han guards coming from time to time, but after all, they were outnumbered, and the huge yurt was knocked to the ground. Liu Ye was trapped inside and couldn't get out, even if he came out to reason, no one listened, Mo Zha was determined to take her under the knife, and he didn't hesitate to fabricate incriminating evidence, even Xu Qige and Lao Xianwang had nothing to do.
"Stop!" Feng Yan shouted and rushed forward, knocked down a few guards who stretched out their hands to block them one after another, and went straight to Elder Moza, "Quickly tell your subordinates to stop, you dare to move a single hair of the princess, I will fight with you!" β
Mo Za pouted: "It's just a big man's maid, what's there to be arrogant, your life, I'm not rare!" β
"Then your own life is rare!" The poisonous scorpion appeared behind Moza at some point, his thumb, index finger and middle finger clasped his throat, and with a little force, it hurt him so much that he roared and screamed, "Oh, the hero's subordinates are merciful, and the subordinates are merciful......"
"Don't tell your people to stand down yet!" The poisonous scorpion scolded.
"Stand down, stand down......" Moza hurriedly waved his hand to stop his guards from overturning the yurt.
The poisonous scorpion let go of his neck and glanced at Feng Yan: "Go and see how the princess is." β
Feng Yan and Qing Ling rushed into the tent, and were soon trapped inside by the guards, the poisonous scorpion raised his eyebrows, and glared at Mo Zha angrily: "You are looking for death." β
Mo Za hurriedly took a few steps back, hid behind the guards, and pretended to be arrogant: "Why, if you have more strength, you can do whatever you want!" Mrs. Right, she embezzled the treasury property and committed a capital crime, whoever dares to obstruct Elder Ben's law enforcement is the same crime, Mrs. Zuo and the old sage king have nothing to say, what do you have to say? β
The poisonous scorpion gritted his teeth, his fists clenched and clenched, he hadn't had the urge to kill for a long time, and today he was going to kill.
"Elder Moza, this king has something to say."
Mozha looked back, he was stunned, and only after a long time did he mutter: "Zuo, Zuo Xianwang......"